One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    The running-in period with the agent has passed for a week, and the idol reservists who have an agent are gradually getting used to having a person by their side who helps them arrange most of the matters in life and study. Of course, this progress can be fast or slow. Of course, those who are in harmony with the agent can enter the next stage of training more smoothly, while the progress of combinations that are not compatible will be slower.

    The adaptability of Xingdou and Yi Xin is probably at an upper-middle level. They have not reached the level of tacit understanding and agreement with just one look, but they have not even understood the meaning of the plan proposed by the other party. playing the piano to the cow.

    The reason for this result is, on the one hand, the cooperation of Xing Dou himself, and on the other hand, Yi Xin's own ability is good, so the training plan jointly formulated by the two is effective step by step. At least after this week had passed, when Yi Xin took out Xing Dou's data from a week ago and compared it with the current data, Xing Dou couldn't help being excited for a moment.

    Compared with a week ago, although his various values ​​​​have not improved by leaps and bounds, there are some obvious changes. And this change was enough to make Xingdou feel happy.

      Hopeful for the future.

    However, Yi Xin was still somewhat dissatisfied when looking at the chart, and a little bit worried about the data: "Well...it seems like my calculation has gone wrong, it shouldn't be like this, your levels have increased Why is your speed slower than before? I calculated it based on your previous physical fitness and performance..."

    Hearing this, the black-haired and green-eyed boy pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

    The reason for the gap is that he did not tell the trainee manager all the intensive training he had done before the school started. He couldn't explain his dream, nor could he tell the secret. So he will not say anything related to this secret.

    For example, why did he suddenly carry out such a large amount of training before the start of the school that someone seemed to be forced to chase after him? Familiarity with training. He can only tell the manager that he has been training continuously, and he has such a foundation as a foundation, so he can have the current strength.

    Miss agent would not doubt him, so he used his ability when he entered school as the initial value for subsequent calculations.

    "Ayi..." Xing Dou hesitated, wanting to at least tell her that he is not that powerful, and maybe he needs more training to help him go to a higher place.

    "Sorry, sorry." The girl who interrupted him turned to look at him. After being startled, she apologized repeatedly, "I'm not blaming you."

    There was some shame in those bright eyes: "When I think about things in the classroom, I always say my thoughts unconsciously, but I don't mean to accuse you, nor you Numerical calculations will vary due to many factors, and even chemical experiments will always encounter too many unpredictable results.”

    She said seriously: "You are not a chemical data, nor are you a dead thing to be manipulated. It is normal to have such a difference, really, you don't need to feel burdened. In the final analysis In the end, it was my calculation that made a mistake, Xingdou, you have already done your part, so I just have to work hard, you don’t have to comfort me, I understand.”

    The hands clasped with Xingdou, Yi Xin sincerely said: "Give me some more time, I will find the most suitable growth path for you! Before that, you only need to fearlessly move towards you Just go in the direction. As your agent, please believe in my ability!"

    After these words, Xingdou opened his mouth and hesitated, but in the end he didn't say more, nodded and chose trust.

    Maybe what he told Yi Xin about himself at this time would not change the girl's mind. Of course, she blamed all of this on her own lack of ability, because she didn't fully find a suitable method, and she firmly believed in the future of her chosen idol.

    Speaking of the future and goals, the light in her eyes is almost dazzling.

    Xing Dou looked at the back of Yi Xin who said that he was going to re-plan and left with a smile, and his heart was mixed.

    What kind of group are the players and what meaning does it have for them? The more you come into contact with them, the more confused Star Dou is. Sometimes he feels that the players are actually very enthusiastic, goal-focused people, who will do everything to bring their favorite idols to the top. That unparalleled love is something purer than anything in the world.

    Sometimes he also thinks that the players are cruel, and only the people they choose can become the proud and rising stars. No one cares what happens to those who are not selected, and what kind of future will they have. So the world is divided into two halves, some people live in the light, and the rest are forgotten in the dark corners.

    He used to be abandoned, but now so many players have chosen him, and they have worked hard for him and thought a lot about him.

    Although this is indeed Xingdou's intention, it is the result of his hard work. But up to now, he still occasionally thinks of the time when he was alone off the stage, the old days when he was abandoned like a world apart.

    There are still many people here, just like that one, neglected and forgotten.

      Many people can't hide their expectations when they look at the agent... That's the road he has traveled. Because of this, he will not feel pity and sympathy for these people, and he will not do any superfluous things.

    This is a world where if you don't work hard, you will be left behind.

    From the first step in choosing to step in here, there is no chance of regret.

    The black-haired boy sat quietly for a while, then got up quickly and went to the classroom for the next class. He seemed to be unshakable, not confused for a moment, and would not stop for anything pace. Only when passing through the corridor with clear light and dark, in the silent and silent shadow, Shencui's eyes were slightly darkened.

    There seemed to be a faint sigh in my ear, but like a light wind, it disappeared without a trace and without a trace.

    As Yi Xin promised, within two days, she gave a new training plan again. And not only one version, but several versions, all of them were handed in front of Xing Dou, looking at him with bright eyes, determined to let his idol find the most suitable and best one.

    There is no doubt that this is the result of the brainstorming of players who choose to cultivate him after receiving feedback from Xingdou.

    I have to say that this spirit of study is much more difficult than reading and studying by yourself.

    Xingdou carefully read those training plans, and after thinking carefully for a while, temporarily chose one of them. Seeing that he didn't refute these plans, Yi Xin curled the corners of her mouth and smiled happily, as if being recognized would be enough to offset the efforts of the past few days.

      If you're not feeling well or feeling tired, don't be brave and rest early."

    "It's alright!" The admonished person swiped the screen carelessly, added the new training schedule to his own calculation database, and said, "This little thing can't beat me!"

    Seeing this, Xing Dou didn't know how to persuade him, so he secretly reminded himself to pay attention to the state of Miss Manager, but don't let her collapse due to overwork.

    With the continuous growth of such running-in, many people have changed somewhat.

    For example, in this acting practice class.

    The blond boy standing in the center of the stage sat half-kneeling, his blue eyes overflowed with crystal water droplets, but his expression was smiling. It's just that this smile is extraordinarily reluctant, until he touches the silent person lying beside him, from the fingertips to the arms, and then spreads along the shoulders, the trembling of the whole body can't stop.

    As if forcibly suppressing the grief that was so huge that her body could not bear it, the blond blue-eyed boy clenched the man's clothes, and the smile that he forcibly hung disappeared, leaving only a sound Unable to let out intermittent wailing.

    After his performance, Feng Xuesong, who was in charge of the class, had a rare expression of admiration on his face, and patted Yang Yu who stepped off the stage: "There is progress."

    The person being praised touched the back of his head, the corners of his mouth could not help rising, and he said modestly: "I will continue to work hard." As he spoke, he looked at the crowd below expectantly In a circle, it seems to be looking for the figure of some people.

    When he saw Anmas and Xia Yuan, he raised his chin, as if he had a proud chest. When I saw a pink hair that had been unpleasant to the eye, I snorted in a low voice. Finally, he glanced at the black-haired boy in the corner of the classroom who was silent and silent, and some anticipation surged in his heart.

    Will it be seen? Will it get some attention?

    Unfortunately, his idea seems to have fallen through. Until he stepped down, the calm and indifferent gaze just glanced at him, without giving him half a glance.

    The blond boy who was proud of his own progress suddenly disappeared, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on the spot, he muttered in his mouth: "That's right, it's this level, how is it possible To make people look different, you have to keep learning…”

    The excitement was fleeting, and when Yang Yu returned to his seat, his mood had calmed down.

    "Yang Yu." Anmus suddenly whispered to him.

    "What?" Yang Yu, who also lowered his voice, looked over suspiciously, only to see that the black-skinned classmates didn't give him a single look, as if he was still listening to the class seriously.

    "The way you just stood on the stage..." Anmas dragged his voice, and in Yang Yu's increasingly puzzled sight, he slowly spit out the second half of the sentence, "Like a The victorious rooster has his chin so high that it almost touches his neck."

    "Huh." There was a faint laugh from the direction where Xia Yuan was sitting, but when he looked over, the purple-haired boy had a serious expression, as if he didn't listen to them at all.

    "..." Yang Yu was silent, and began to look up and down at the person beside him, with doubts written all over his eyes, "Are you Anmas? Or someone else, show the prototype! Anmas is not such a person !"

    "It's still the one that shows its bright red feathers on purpose." It wasn't enough, Anmus added, "Sorry, I'm just describing objective facts."

    "Hahaha." This time, the laughter was no longer concealed. Except for the lower level, the meaning of ridicule was really clearly expressed.

    "Hmph, I'll wait to see what you can do." Yang Yu didn't bother to care about the two guys who couldn't eat grapes and said grapes were sour, and turned his head, "You guys are just jealous. Just wait, Sooner or later, none of you can say that."

    Although he remembered his complacent appearance, there was a hint of embarrassment in his heart at this moment. He does still have to learn.

    "As expected of Yang Yu, the learning progress is very fast, it seems that the last training plan is applicable." This scene made his agent who noticed it proud, but also slightly Confuse.

    She is proud that the person she chooses will not be arrogant because of temporary achievements, and even if she is praised, she can quickly adjust her attitude and continue to maintain a serious and upward learning attitude. Confused, according to Yang Yu's character, it was somewhat unexpected for her to have such a calm mentality.

    "It seems that I look down on him, which is not good." The agent patted his face, as if to cheer up and start again, encouraged, and then devoted himself to in own work.

    "What's the matter with you?" The manager lady sitting behind him noticed something unusual and asked in a low voice worriedly.

    "...Nothing." Xingdou suppressed his anxiety for a moment, and tried his best to answer calmly.

    Yi Xin couldn't see anything from the unchanging back, she could only frown and write down this detail.

    The people who were selected to perform the actual performance one after another stood on the stage. According to the requirements of the teacher, they showed the learning results during this period incisively and vividly before leaving the stage.

    Soon, it was a pink-haired boy sitting in the front row.

    Unusually this time, Wen Lun did not sit next to Xing Dou, nor did he even find a place nearer, but sat in the front row obediently, keeping with Xing Dou sitting in the back. a certain distance.

    No way, it's not that he wants to stop pestering Xingdou, but in Feng Xuesong's class, in some respects, he has to give the teacher face, let alone sit on his own. to the back. Otherwise, what awaits him, even if it is not dangerous, will definitely not be able to eat good fruit.

    And Wen Lun knows better than anyone else that the usual entanglement is only a temporary measure. Compared with the longer-term future, the efforts at the moment are not in conflict with his dreams, and the temporary patience is also For a better future.

    He has long been accustomed to hibernating and accumulating strength, waiting for the moment when one strike will kill him, waiting for the moment when he can win.

    The pink-haired boy stood on the stage, respectfully listened to the teacher's words, nodded, waited for the moment the lights came on, and started his performance.

    It was a very wonderful feeling, and everyone who looked at him could more or less perceive it.

    When the pink-haired boy with a gentle face lowered his expression and opened his eyes again, he seemed to have begun to transform into another person. Obviously the facial features have not changed, obviously there is no difference in clothing. But that subtle expression, inadvertent movements and aura all over his body made him seem like a stranger he had never seen before.

    A frown and a smile, very smooth, very fluent.

      As an agent who always pays attention to her idol, she was completely unsure for a moment whether the person standing on the stage was someone she knew.

    "As expected of the legendary first-year person with the most talent in acting." The beautiful agent whispered in admiration, the small figure on the stage reflected in his eyes, "It makes... what."

      he.

    Wen Lun, who was standing on the stage, did not notice these glances, let alone the meaning of these glances, but was immersed in the performance, treating himself as the person in the play, and devoted himself to it Performance. He didn't even remember looking down at the man he used to stare at all the time.

    In fact, after starring in a TV series, after trying again and again, he finally understands one thing - if he doesn't treat the things he pursues with all his heart, he can't do it to the extreme.

    These are the words of the actor who amazed him after watching the performance of their little supporting roles. At that time, the whole studio was quiet, some people were puzzled, some people thought, some people were angry, some people were unwilling... and Wen Lun was blessed.

    He understood the meaning of that sentence. In other words, many performances in the past have laid the foundation. Although he is proud of his current strength, he vaguely realizes that if his acting skills want to continue to advance, he still needs the most important thing.

    Being trapped in her own experience and current situation, Wen Lun has not figured out what to do. He originally planned to think about it for a while, but he didn't expect to ask Feng Xuesong again, but he didn't expect someone here to give the answer directly.

    So suddenly, the things to do became clear.

    Wen Lun knows exactly where his strengths lie, and understands that he should take full advantage of them. He never expects everything from himself, nor is he greedy, he just wants to hold on to what he already has and is never willing to let it go.

    So when the beautiful agent discussed the arrangement with him, he made a request that he must use his full acting skills.

    Although the agent was a little pity, but after the persuasion was fruitless, he still followed his intentions, and most of the training directions arranged were biased towards the training of acting skills.

    After actual participation and continuous training, Wen Lun is now accustomed to treating himself as a real character in the play and showing all the emotions that he can exert. I have to say that he still likes acting, so he can do this. It's impossible to say I don't like it with such concentration and seriousness.

    When he made his last move, kneeling on the ground, the whole class fell silent. Then the applause broke out.

    "It's okay." Facing this student who could be regarded as a proud disciple, Feng Xuesong was stingy and gave a seemingly unsalty evaluation. It's just that the curvature of the corners of his mouth that didn't come down betrayed his true mood.

    "Thank you, teacher." Wen Lun breathed a little, returned to his usual smile, glanced in someone's direction, and when he thought of something, Shi Shiran stepped down.

    The pink-haired boy looks very relaxed. While many people admire him, they also look up to geniuses in their hearts.

    As people often say, when a person is just a little better than himself, there may be some jealousy and resentment, and a feeling of dissatisfaction and wanting to try to surpass.

    "...Don't be impatient, it's not enough." He murmured, "If you want to get the qualification to stand with that person, if you want to catch up, this level of light is now..." , his expression darkened.

    The manager, who noticed his change, waited cautiously and did not dare to speak rashly. Seeing someone standing on the stage soon after, she whispered, "Student Wen Lun, Wen Lun..."

    "What?" The eyes that glanced at the manager's lady were so cold that it was doubtful whether there was a festival between the two.

    The manager, who has become accustomed to this level of face change, pointed to the stage.

    Wen Lun raised her head with an unpleasant expression, noticing the moment of the black-haired and green-eyed boy, a certain brilliance flashed across his eyes, as if changing his face, showing a look of anticipation and happiness.

    His trainee manager was relieved and looked towards the stage.

    How to say, although the time she spent with Wen Lun was not particularly harmonious, it was not without discovery. At least she knew that for Wen Lun, the young man named Xing Dou seemed to be a special existence. Sometimes Wen Lun would be cold to Feng Xuesong, but in front of Xing Dou, she didn't seem to have seen Wen Lun show any negativity. expression.

    As if to maintain a clean and gentle position in someone's heart. Miss agent secretly complained, never dared to say it out.

    But she was still a little curious, what was the reason for Wen Lun, who was completely unapproachable, to treat another person differently?

    Maybe she can get the answer in the future, but before that, she has to work hard.

    The manager, who had learned Wen Lun's wish, encouraged her and opened her record again.

    This lesson, which is a little different for some, passes quickly.

    Xingdou, as usual, simply packed up the things, waited for a change of heart, and then the two rushed to the simulation training room together.

    This is a part of their schedule. It is adjusted every day according to the course. After the course, Xingdou needs to digest the income of the day, and the agent needs to help open the system and record the data for calculation. The process is tedious and repetitive, but it works.

    "Xingdou, are you really all right?" On the way, Yi Xin couldn't help but speak. She looked at Xing Dou with worry in her eyes, and her steps were hesitant.

    "I'm fine." Xing Dou answered with certainty, and after taking two steps, seeing that the manager did not follow, he turned to look.

    It seemed that the manager didn't quite believe what he said was okay, and looked at him earnestly with a frown: "Xingdou, I am your manager, even if it is temporary, I have an obligation to pay attention to you. Everything helps you to walk on the road of your dreams smoothly. If you want to hide from me, I really can't stop you, but please don't forget that there is still a person who is always worried that you want to pull you. "

    So... he is really not good at dealing with girls at all, or in other words, he is not good at girls.

    "...It's really nothing." The black-haired boy sighed, his deep eyes glanced at the falling leaves and the wet soil, as if he was looking at a place in nothingness.

    "You know what?" He said calmly, "It's like participating in a 100-meter race. The distance is only ten or twenty seconds. You have to do your best from the start. Passing through the throat and abdominal cavity, the gasping is accompanied by rapid blood flow, and the muscles burst into strength in an instant. I can't hear the call sign and footsteps, and I can only look at the target. Every second someone moves forward, and if they relax a little, they will be left behind. , it's hard to catch up."

    "I just feel a little anxious." He tried his best to smile at the manager, covering the emotions in his eyes, and said warmly.

    "That's it, I said you did a good job, why are you still unhappy." Yi Xin breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the person in front of him seemed to be okay, and then patted his chest, "Don't be afraid , Xing Dou is very powerful, I will do my best, and now I don't have to worry about things that are so long ago."

    "Yeah." Xing Dou replied nonchalantly, "Let's go, it's almost time to open the training room."

    "Good."

    None of these two people who have gone away knew about some private discussions after they left.

    This lesson for Xingdou to remind himself not to relax has a different meaning for others.

    That was after Xingdou performed.

      His face rolled on the table indifferently.

    "Oh~" He sighed old-fashioned, one after another, which made people angry.

    "What's the matter with you?" The annoyed Anmus finally gave his eyes away and looked at him.

    "..." But the person who made the sound intentionally closed his mouth again and fell silent.

    Seeing that he didn't speak, Anmas, who was not disturbed, continued his business, and he was too lazy to care about this guy.

    But after a while, the familiar sighs and sighs were heard around, only to hear blue veins.

      Throw it out?"

    "It's..." Yang Yu whispered something, but Anmas couldn't hear it clearly until he got closer.

    "Why does it still feel so far away... I should have made progress. Why did I see Xing Dou's performance this time? I don't think the distance between us has shortened at all."

    This is what I mean.

    Anmus stood up clearly, with a light expression: "You didn't know it long ago. When he appeared in front of us from the beginning, he was at a height that was simply beyond our reach. He has been standing In the top position, you will improve, and of course he will. Of course it will be difficult to catch up."

    He remembered the natural aura of the black-haired boy standing on the stage just now, and the scene when he participated in a variety show together, he was calm: "People like Xingdou are more than far away. It's isolation."

    "What?" Yang Yu had a few thoughts in his heart, but he wasn't sure, just tentatively said.

      It's been so long, you still don't understand?" By the way, he sneered.

    "Where did you get the confidence to say that you understand." Yang Yu stared back, "You don't understand Xing Dou." He guessed what Xia Yuan meant, but at the moment he didn't want to talk to him stand in the same position.

    "Anyway, don't sigh, it's very noisy." Not wanting to make the situation further chaotic, Anmas directly joined the conversation and announced to Yang Yu categorically, "Otherwise, you and I will have a problem today. Get out of here."

    Yang Yu pouted and stopped talking. Compared with Anmas, who was 1.9 meters tall, a rookie like him who was just 1.8 meters must be the one who got out.

    But when he looked out the window, he was still a little dejected: "Sometimes, I feel that the stars are so dazzling that people can't take their eyes away, it's good, but it's not good. People can't get close. Burning fire, no matter how beautiful or breathtaking it is."

    "..." The boy with white hair and black skin was silent for a while, then said solemnly, "Maybe that's what he thinks. If you don't want to get hurt, don't come near. He won't give you the warmth you want. , will only give you the burn of resistance."

    "Who said it wasn't." Xia Yuan's tone was flat, "It's a pity that there are still idiots who know this and go straight, don't they?"

    The air fell silent, and no one spoke.

    This silence seems to have become a default.

    At the same time, a pink-haired fool who had seen the Star Dou performance was in a complicated mood.

    In that class just now, he didn't have time to get the analysis of his performance from the manager, and immediately after seeing Xing Dou on stage, he concentrated on watching it.

    Looking at it, he realized that Xingdou had grown up again.

    Although he had expected this kind of thing and understood that it was just a normal phenomenon, he could not help but feel a little worried. This worry, which was not on his face, was conveyed to his agent.

    "After that, double my training volume."

      Excessive mental exhaustion will soon be unbearable, and will also be…”

    She quickly shut her mouth, defeated by the pair of threatening eyes.

    "Okay, I'll give you a little more, but..."

    "Double."

    "May..."

    "Double." repeated stubbornly.

    "...Okay." In the end, the agent was defeated and had to revise the training table with a gloomy face.

    Seeing her change, Wen Lun's expression softened, but the worry in her heart did not diminish too much.

    "If caught..."

    "Well, what did you say?" The agent turned her head suspiciously.

    "No, you heard it wrong." The pink-haired boy's voice was cold and he forced a conclusion.

    "Oh." The manager reluctantly stopped asking.

    In addition to them, there are also people talking about the performance of this class.

    "It's hard to understand, why there is such a guy in the first grade. Did you see that guy named Yang Yu? Let me tell you, I happened to take the same class as him several times. The first time he went to class, he was a complete layman, the kind who knew nothing."

    "It's true or false, it doesn't look like it, is it really that Yang Yu?!" Some people couldn't believe it.

    "Of course." The previous man was firm and firm, "Will anyone admit that that face is wrong?"

    "That's not true." Some people believed it and became curious, "But the speed of progress is terrible... A layman a few months ago, now in this class, you said there are still A few can crush him. Oh, that guy Wen Lun doesn't count. That guy is a monster at all."

    "In this way, Xia Yuan's acting skills are good, but Xia Yuan seems to be walking the all-round way and doesn't care much about this kind of thing."

    "Yeah."

    "No one seems to be able to grow faster than Yang Yu. Where did this guy come from? It's too scary."

    Someone thought and said, and many people next to him agreed.

    "Well...how about Star Dou?" Someone pondered and asked a question, "He's not very good, why don't you use him as a comparison object."

    As soon as these words came out, the discussion circle was quiet for a while.

    "What's the matter?" The person who asked the question still didn't understand why such a prominent person was excluded.

    "Are you new here? Or don't you go to school forums much?" Someone asked thoughtfully.

    "No, I just didn't chat with you very much before this, and I'm curious this time. I haven't heard much about Xing Dou."

    "That's no wonder." The people around showed a sudden realization.

    "So what happened?" The man still didn't understand why they looked so strange.

    "Well, how do you say it." Someone kindly answered his question, "When we talk about everyone's strength, we exclude Star Dou by default. Don't mention him."

    "Why?" Is it bullying? But there is no reason to do so, and they don't look like hate, more like a default attitude that has formed a rule.

    "Forget it, I'll explain it to you once, remember." The person who explained was still at a loss when he saw him, and patiently said, "When Xingdou started school, everyone was privately called 'Demon King', you know why? Yes, it is because he is so strong that he is crushing, so strong that you will never see him lose in any class. Everyone fears him, and some worship him, hence the name."

    "And now what?"

    "Now he has a new nickname." These people looked at each other and laughed, "The Uncrowned King."

     "Through the first grade, during the time when Class A participated in the activities, everyone who was idle and bored watched the process of the class competition, while playfully showing the results of the class competition and the grades in the usual class. Doing strength analysis and rankings, it's said to find the most powerful people here. It was just a whim at first, but then the number grew and everyone became more or less serious."

    "They put forward each person's performance individually, supplement information in various ways, and strive to achieve a fair selection. The first graders of any subject have the right to vote and choose the strongest in their hearts This vote lasted for several days, and finally everyone found out that, at some point, the person who was once called the Demon King had already topped the list.”

    "Like the radiance of the sun and the moon, those who notice him, even if they don't understand the difficulty of those actions, can understand the power of that power."

    "The final result is also expected, Xingdou has become the 'uncrowned king'. Although the post was finally blocked by the administrator, many people still know the result." The man sighed, " So we assume he is the strongest here, and when it comes to rankings, we automatically exclude him."

    "So that's the case..." The person who asked the question only felt that he had gained a strange insight, "But, would it be too exaggerated? We are still students, will it be too..."

    "What's this?" One person sneered indifferently, "It's because we are still students that we can say such things! In short, don't disturb the king, he doesn't seem to be easy to get along with. ."

    The mentioned "king": Ah Qiu!

      Seriously, "Anyway, have a cup of hot water first!"

    "...I'm fine, but my nose is just a little itchy." Xing Dou reluctantly looked at the cup of 800ml of hot water and resisted, "Drinking hot water is not a panacea, drinking too much is not good. ."

     "Who